Chapter 21 Malice

• Yang Xin repeatedly stirred the cup with a coffee spoon. The sound of the coffee spoon clinking the cup wall made me shudder with chills.
• “Li Yahan, other than me, nobody else was willing to be your friend during the four years of university, remember?”
• Yang Xin’s question touched the most fragile string in my heart.
• She was right. Nobody wanted to be my friend. Every time when I tried to talk to the girls in the same class, they would always avoid me and told me with a smile that it was very stressful to talk to me.
• After several times, I no longer took the initiative to talk to them.
• Because of this, when Yang Xin took the initiative to reach out to me after the English speech contest was over, I grasped it like a straw, refusing to let it go at all.